Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end.
~ Seneca
Grape Hyacinth
Meandered to the tree house this morning and as I settled in all was quiet.
As I sat I longed to be under the feeders in the yard. So, I moved and it was awesome.
With birds coming and going...
Flocks of different birds moving magically through the air...
Air under the wings of the chickadees...
Towhee calls, cardinal song...
Wrens beginning to build a nest
Pink Sunset
The sunset is filled with towhee calls and the flutter of Cardinal wings flying from feeder to feeder.
Burgandy
The golden crowned kinglets have joined the bird guild and the towhee has begun calling regularly again.
A cat bird has moved into the neighborhood
I can smell the snow from the north on the breeze.
